There are some things God does in your life that you know could not have happened any other way. No networking, no strategy, no manipulation of circumstances. Only Him. This is the story of how God led us to Dallas and showed our family His faithfulness through every season.
Moving to Dallas and watching my husband step into his supervisor position is one of those testimonies for our family. When I look back on everything we walked through to get here, the only conclusion I can come to is this.
God is faithful.
This was not a quick journey. The process was filled with waiting, testing, obedience, fear, faith, and moments where we truly had to decide if we believed God would keep His promises. Spoiler alert: He did!
And this testimony is not just about a promotion or a city. It is about the faithfulness of God and what happens when you continue walking with Him even when life feels like it is falling apart.
When Dallas First Entered My Heart
The idea of moving to Dallas did not come from research or planning. It came from a longing I could not explain. At first it was just a thought that crossed my mind. I remember wondering what it would be like to live in Dallas even though I had never been there before. The thought did not make sense. Dallas gets colder than what I prefer, and it was not somewhere I had ever planned to move.
But that thought slowly turned into something deeper.
It became a desire.
And eventually I started realizing that the desire might not have been random at all. It felt like something the Lord had placed in my heart.
I would casually mention Dallas to my husband and friends sometimes, but to them it made no sense. There was no obvious reason for us to move there. So I kept it mostly in my heart and continued bringing it to God in prayer. Looking back now, I realize something important.
Sometimes God plants the seed of a promise LONG before He reveals how it will happen.
A Prophetic Word Before the Storm
Before I found out I was pregnant with our youngest daughter, something significant happened.
There was a prophetic word spoken that I would become pregnant soon. During that same moment prophetic prayer went forth that God would provide the finances our family needed that was attached to having another baby. To give a little background the person who prophesied to us didn’t know I had been praying over my womb and seeking the Lord for another baby and for God to heal some things in my heart before He blesses us with another baby.
The person praying also had no idea what we were about to walk through. He did not know our financial situation or the pressure that was ahead.
But the prayer specifically covered provision. Not long after that moment, I found out I was pregnant. God confirmed the first part of the word quickly. Within a few weeks I found out I was pregnant and 8 months later our baby arrived just as it had been spoken.
However, the second part of that prophetic moment would unfold over time. Instead of immediate financial increase, our family entered one of the hardest seasons we had ever experienced. After our daughter was born, my husband’s income dropped drastically and we had no say or control over it. Bills started piling up. Pressure increased in ways we were not prepared for.
The provision that had been prayed for did not show up the way I expected. Instead, it felt like we were entering a storm. Now, I understand something I could not see back then… God had already spoken provision before the storm ever began.
Walking Through the Fire
Over the next two years things were incredibly difficult.
We faced multiple eviction notices and constant financial pressure. There were many moments when we had to ask others for help just to make it through. That alone was humbling to say the least. What made it harder was that some of the people helping us did not always have the purest intentions.
Sometimes it felt like they wanted us to need them.
Being in that kind of season can break your pride quickly.
It forced me to confront parts of my heart I did not even realize were there. My pride, my need for control and my concern about what people thought about me.
Obedience to God cost me my comfort, my image, and it cost me the illusion that I had control over my life. Even in the midst of that season, I was not walking through it alone.
Learning to Walk Through It With God
During those years, my relationship with God deepened in ways I cannot fully explain.
I prayed constantly. Sometimes it was faith filled prayer. Other times it was raw honesty. There were days I was angry. Days I felt like I was drowning.
But I always took those emotions back to God.
I refused to suffer in silence so that meant making a decision to bring everything to Him in prayer
I prayed prophetically over our future, declaring God’s promises over us and I journaled prayers and letters to God about where He was taking our family. There were moments of fasting and moments of deep surrender.
No matter what emotion I felt (& trust me there were manyyy emotions), I walked through that season with God.
Not perfectly, but honestly.
Watching My Husband Carry the Weight
While I was processing the emotional side of the journey, my husband was carrying the pressure of being a provider.
He has the gift of faith and he never stopped believing God would come through. Even as He was working two jobs plus uber He still chose to believe God.
As a husband and father, it truly bothered him that he could not provide the way he wanted to during that season. He kept working hard and positioning himself for growth. He stepped into a temporary 204B role, doing supervisor work without receiving the full pay that normally comes with the position. Though the pay wasn’t to his benefit, he chose to do it to gain experience and increase his chances of being promoted later.
Month after month he continued applying for supervisor positions.
But absolutely nothing was happening.
How God Led Us to Dallas After Years of Waiting
My husband was putting in applications in Houston where we were residing, but he chose to align with the vision God put in my heart about Dallas and started applying in Dallas as well.
After months of applications and waiting, something shifted.
Interviews started coming in!
One of those interviews was for Dallas. When that interview opportunity appeared, it stood out to both us immediately. It’s like our spirit instantly recognized this was what the Lord had us waiting on.
Dallas. The very place that had been on my heart for so long.
We prayed before He had the interview. He completed the interview with integrity. The person that interviewed him said it would take a couple of days to get back with him. However, my husband was so confidant He had a knowing that this was it. The response actually came the very next day, he was offered the job.
Everyone around us was shocked because it had not taken long once the door actually opened. He had only been doing the 204B work for a few months so it was almost unheard of for a person to become a supervisor so quick.
But what people did not see was that we had been walking through hardship for so much longer than it took God to move.
That moment reminded me of something powerful. When God decides to move, it does not take Him long.
Some Blessings Are Geographical
Before any of this happened, I remember randomly saying something that did not even feel like my own thought.
I said, “Some blessings are geographical.” At the time I did not know why I said it. Later I realized the Lord was speaking through me.
Sometimes God calls you to a specific place because your breakthrough is connected to that location. Remember Abraham and how God’s blessing for him was tied to a specific land? He had to leave where he was to step into that blessing. The promise required movement.
Dallas was not just a city.
It was part of the promise.
The Enemy Tried to Fight the Promise
As the move became real, the enemy tried to introduce fear.
At first I was excited and overjoyed. I knew I had heard God. I had prayed and He answered.
Once the reality of moving set in, fear tried to creep into my thoughts.
I started wondering if I had made a mistake. I even tried convincing my husband to consider interviews in Houston instead. Thank God that my husband was discerning and recognized I was moving in fear and kept standing firm in faith.
Deep down we both knew Dallas was where God called us. After prayer and wise counsel, we chose obedience over the brief uncertainty I felt and we moved to Dallas.
When the Promise Was Tested Again
After arriving to Dallas and after almost a year of my husband being in his new position another unexpected challenge came.
For a moment, it looked like my husband’s position might be threatened. I say a moment but this was going on for a couple of months. My husband was taken off the clock over a simple mistake and lies that were spoken against him. Yes, his pay was still in affect but we didn’t know if management wanted to fire him. I don’t just say this because he’s my husband, but he is the most integral person I know. So when his integrity was called into question it really impacted my husband.
Fear tried to creep in again.
This time I fought it with prayer. Every time doubt appeared, I brought it back to God.
Our intercessors also stood with us in prayer. People who had been walking with us spiritually covered the situation and believed God with us. And in the end God proved Himself faithful again.
My husband is fully back on the job today.
What looked like it could be taken away remained exactly where God placed it.
Because what God ordains cannot be undone by man. God placed us here and we knew God was the only One who could remove us.
What I Want You to Know
If there is one thing I hope you take from this story, it is this:
God ALWAYS keep His promises.
Not sometimes.
ALWAYS.
The process may be painful. The waiting may stretch longer than you expected. There may be moments where the promise feels impossible.
None of that changes the faithfulness of God.
He sees you.
He hears your prayers.
And when He speaks something over your life, He is committed to bringing it to pass.
God Finishes What He Starts
Looking back now, I see the entire journey differently and I am cognizant of God’s fingerprints all over our story.
The prophetic word about provision.
The hardship after our daughter was born.
The humility.
The prayers.
The obedience.
The move to Dallas.
The promotion and then the protection of the position.
Every piece of the story points to the same truth.
God was faithful the entire time.
He spoke it before we ever saw it.
He sustained us while we waited.
And He protected it once it arrived.
The same God who made the promise is the same God who fulfilled it. And if He did it for our family, He can do it for yours too.
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